You are more to me
a child than a mother.
You are like a baby.
I am the bud and you are my budder.
You are more to me
a child than a mother.
You are like a baby.
I am the bud and you are my budder.
I am a woman.
Free from all the roles which
I am generally associated with,
I am basically just a human.
I don’t know if really
there exists a second world.
I believe that around each other
our past lives might use to swirl.
I lost my register yesterday while giving a presentation. Along with it, I lost very crucial notes of various subjects I am studying to me this semester. I searched for it everywhere—home and college— but in vain. Damn! They could have helped me in the test that I gave today. Also, I could have excelled in all my subjects by studying through it. It held all the keywords within. It consisted of my hard work of every day, every hour, every moment I spent in college while I still possessed it. Even my friends were worried and regretted for my loss. What a great loss!
I possess a good amount of sanity.
Maybe, that’s why I preach humanity
and I don’t follow a particular religion,
which has become the cause of people’s division.
No matter wherever I go, I’ll come back to you. You are my home. There’s a comfort in your existence. I believe in you. I believe in myself when I don’t want to because you believe in me. You have become an indirect source of power and positivity for me.
I never feel jealous. If I don’t possess something that they have, I will regret or wish for it but never be jealous that the person should not have had that possession. But that regret doesn’t make me wail but work hard and test my personality to reveal a lot of aspects it holds that are strangers to me.
You are close to my heart,
far by distance though not that far,
beautiful, elegant, intelligent and smart,
shining bright in the night as a star.
I’ll wait. For the moment when you’ll heal, I’ll wait. Till the minute you would regain your trust and faith on love and your innocent self, I’ll wait. For the day when that sad, dull corner of your heart would be filled again with vibrancy, I’ll wait.